Chapter 416 Pretty, Stop Being Angry, Okay?

Chapter 416 Pretty, stop being angry, okay?

Bo Tingsu rolled his throat, and glanced calmly at a certain villa in the distance, "He always thought that the death of the eldest of your seven sons back then was caused by his misjudgment of the terrain.

Otherwise, you wouldn't have left the border suddenly, and haven't gone back to take a look for so many years. "

"What does it have to do with him?" Li Qiao raised her eyelids, looked at his serious expression, bent her lips and said, "What happened back then was an accident, and I didn't go back because I just didn't want to go back. If you ask me that, Is he here?"

Bo Ting shook his head solemnly, but said in an unclear manner: "If the eldest brother comes, why should I bring you something, he will definitely give it to you directly."

Li Qiao looked back quietly, and glanced at the sea view villa area behind her, "Then what were you looking at just now?"

Bo Tingsu raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Did you even notice my movements with your head down?"

"otherwise?"

Hearing Li Qiao's retorted question, Bo Tingsu smiled and touched his eyebrows, "My girlfriend is over there."

Li Qiao was indeed a little surprised, "Have you got a girlfriend?"

Bo Tingsu's expression froze, and his voice sank, "Why do you always have this expression when you hear that I have a girlfriend?"

"Oh, it's just a bit of a surprise." Li Qiao glanced at him, and said with a smile: "After all... you said back then that you would rather marry a gun than have anything to do with women, didn't you find it troublesome? "

Bo Tingsu was choked up, and the corner of his mouth twitched embarrassingly, who hadn't said nonsense when he was young.

The two sat for another half an hour. Bo Tingsu pinched his cigarette and asked, "Send you back?"

"Well, let's go." Li Qiao raised her head and drank the cocktail on the table, picked up the brocade box, and the two figures drifted away with the sound of the waves.

Half an hour later, the black car arrived at the guest house.

Bo Tingsu looked at Li Qiao who was taking off her seat belt, and pursed her lips, "If there is a chance in the future, will you go back to the border?"

"Yes." Li Qiao replied without thinking.

Bo Tingsu tapped the steering wheel with his fingers and grinned: "Then we'll wait."

Li Qiao parted her lips to say goodbye to him, and stood on the side of the road watching the car go away, with a trace of nostalgia in her eyes.

Perhaps, if there is a chance, it is time to go back and have a look.

...

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and Li Qiao walked into the lobby of the guest house unhurriedly.

Nothing seems wrong, but it seems unusual.

Maybe the silence in the middle of the night will always bring up some hidden emotions.

Li Qiao stroked the empty screen with her fingers, her expression indifferent, showing neither joy nor sorrow.

No contact for a day and a night, this is the cold war in love.

She walked to the door of her room on foot, swiped her card, and opened the door. The light leaking in from the corridor illuminated a small area of ​​the world, and for no reason added a sense of coldness and loneliness.

Li Qiao hated such inexplicable emotions, the moment she swung her hands to close the door, a breath made her instantly vigilant.

There are people in the room.

Li Qiao moved quickly to insert the room card into the power switch, but the other party moved faster, and the warm palm clasped her wrist for a moment, and in a blink of an eye, she was pressed against the door panel.

Li Qiao was stunned for several seconds by the familiar smell pouring down from the top of her head.

He came to Chongcheng?

The man pressed her down, lifted her jaw with his fingertips, his clear breath fell on her ears, and asked her hoarsely, "Where did you go tonight?"

Li Qiao didn't speak.

In the room without the lights on, only the blurred silhouettes of each other can be seen from the halo outside the window.

He had a shoulder injury, so Li Qiao didn't make any movements, her arms just dropped by her side, holding the brocade box in her hands, she looked up at him.

The breaths of the two are entangled, and it seems to be mixed with other subtle emotions.

After a long time, Li Qiao raised her hand to push away his fingers rubbing her chin, and asked in a calm tone, "Why is Master Yan here?"

With a sound of Lord Yan, it seemed that an invisible wall had been erected between them.

Shang Yu's breathing became heavy, and the frequency of his Adam's apple also lost control, "Still angry with me?"

His voice was hoarse, and it was not difficult to hear the tight restraint.

Li Qiao lowered her eyes, and there was a slight smile on the corners of her curved lips, "Listen to Lord Yan, shouldn't I be angry?"

The man held her face with one hand and leaned against her, "Should."

Li Qiao: "..."

The attitude is very correct.

She was silent, and said bluntly, "Then it's no problem, Master Yan, go back to recuperate, I'm sleepy."

After all, Li Qiao turned away, but before she could step out, she was trapped in the arms of the man again, "Qiaoqiao, tell me, what can you do to stop being angry?"

His strength was so strong that even the pain-resistant Li Qiao felt a little pain in his waist and abdomen.

A palpitating silence spread around each other.

The strength of Shang Yu's arm was a little out of control, he didn't like Li Qiao's overly indifferent attitude.

The man hugged her tightly, breathing more and more heavily. After a long silence, he whispered: "I don't tell you about Nanyang because..."

With her slender and cool index finger covering his thin lips, Li Qiao sighed heavily, and said in a very helpless tone: "It turns out that Master Yan still doesn't know why I'm angry."

The sound of Yan Ye repeatedly stimulated the man's nerves.

So much so that he circled Li Qiao out of control and pulled the gunshot wound on his shoulder again, but he didn't seem to notice it.

"Then tell me, why, eh?" Shang Yu's tone was a little stiff, as if he was extremely bored because he couldn't find the crux.

Li Qiao also didn't like the current state of the two of them, she licked the corner of her mouth, and said in a gentle and slow tone, "Do I have to tell you bluntly every time I quarrel in the future, I'm not happy, I'm angry, explain the reason and then talk to you again." Let you prescribe the right medicine?

Do you not even have any thought of maintaining this relationship? "

"Li Qiao!" Shang Yu called her in a low tone, and his fingers climbed up to her jaw again and clenched it tightly, as if forcing something from the depths of her throat, "You can lose your temper, you can be angry, why do you question me again and again?" Care for you?"

"What is your intention for me?" Li Qiao grabbed his fingers, her eyes were so dark that she couldn't see any color, but her tone was still calm, "Let the people around you, and those around me, unite and hide it from me.

Let everyone know you're hurt but don't tell me.

If you think this is normal, no matter what injuries I get in the future, I can try my best not to let you know. "

These words are probably the true feelings that Li Qiao suppressed in her heart all day and night.

The moment he finished speaking, there was a sense of relief.

She pushed Shang Yu's shoulder away, turned around and walked out the door.

Li Qiao stretched out her hand and twisted the doorknob, but the moment she opened the door, a wave of warmth came from behind her.

The posture of hugging from behind is too easy to break the line of defense in my heart.

The man held her wrist close to her back, wrapped his left hand around her waist, and pressed her in his arms.

After a long time, a hoarse whisper overflowed from the corner of his mouth, "Sorry..."

Thousands of rounds and turns, and there are some obscure things that can't be explained clearly.

Li Qiao had never heard him say sorry, and knew that it was very rare for him.

Because he is used to being superior, he never needed to be so 'low-key'.

Li Qiao didn't move and let him hold her.

She thought he might have something to say.

At this moment, the man pulled back her wrist, and the door closed automatically again.

He hugged her from behind, buried his handsome face in her neck and kissed her, the strength of his arms tightened, locking her in his arms more and more firmly.

The man comforted her with a thick and hoarse voice: "I won't tell you about the injury, I just don't want you to worry about it.

Nanyang has not been peaceful recently, so I asked someone to arrange the exchange meeting in Chongcheng. I apologize if I get offended by this.

No matter what you want to know in the future, I will tell you. Qiaoqiao, don't be angry... okay? "

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